Drown in the divine unconscious,
Engulf the upcoming centuries
Clenase the material prime and it's memories
Behold the firstborn uprising
In unity and war...
Warfire!
Ashes...

A lethargy of aeons untold
Emerging like a sulphur-breathing fiend
Let fire, pain and horror unfold
Like a banner before the one wind

Engulf! Devour!
March once more to the glory of war
Arise, in Draconian splendour...

Draconian March!

"...and, phoenix-like, from the ashes
of a Myriad of Worlds
In sorrow, anger and rage reborn
Colliding in rapture, eight-fold seeds of havoc
Woven into the hypnotic pattern of the universe
In the expectance of dimensions untorn
We awoke..."
Six dragons arose!
Forevermore!...

Draconian march!...